01-08-2018, 12:00 AM
i remember back when i was 23 or something and had become a reiki master.. (haha) traditional usui and some other terra mai or something.. 2 grand down and there i was a 23 year old reiki master.
I wouldnt be suprised at a snort of derision at the idea and in truth i decided i too didnt really think it was fair..
I had very grave concerns about the expanded tonal of new age healers and couldnt honestly prove that new age healers were not causing illness in an unknown periphery of people and then drawing them into their crystal caves like cash cows and milking them for money.
One of my super duper sacred symbols was the symbol for the violet flame, a sacred shape that would make a magical window through which i could take the extracted garbage from psychic surgery and just fling it into an inknown fire where it would be transmuted into love...
sounded a bit suss and so oneday i drew a 6 foot tall violet flame..
unzipped it and stepped through.
quite incredibly i found a diseased nexus, like some convergence of sewers under a metropolis
there were portals all around me with shite just flying through
and it was just swirling around.
technicly thousands of healers were just plugging rape and abuse victims, stressed out hippies and cancer patients into a place that none of them had ever really investigated.
and so i turned to go back and found the portal i had made was a one way door.
I had shifted my assemblage point and found my perception placed in hell.
from that moment on every living person had a portal into me through which they vented their pain.. and i found my mind screaming with them.
what would i teach?
I would teach people forebearance .
I wouldnt be suprised at a snort of derision at the idea and in truth i decided i too didnt really think it was fair..
I had very grave concerns about the expanded tonal of new age healers and couldnt honestly prove that new age healers were not causing illness in an unknown periphery of people and then drawing them into their crystal caves like cash cows and milking them for money.
One of my super duper sacred symbols was the symbol for the violet flame, a sacred shape that would make a magical window through which i could take the extracted garbage from psychic surgery and just fling it into an inknown fire where it would be transmuted into love...
sounded a bit suss and so oneday i drew a 6 foot tall violet flame..
unzipped it and stepped through.
quite incredibly i found a diseased nexus, like some convergence of sewers under a metropolis
there were portals all around me with shite just flying through
and it was just swirling around.
technicly thousands of healers were just plugging rape and abuse victims, stressed out hippies and cancer patients into a place that none of them had ever really investigated.
and so i turned to go back and found the portal i had made was a one way door.
I had shifted my assemblage point and found my perception placed in hell.
from that moment on every living person had a portal into me through which they vented their pain.. and i found my mind screaming with them.
what would i teach?
I would teach people forebearance .